Part of me wishes I could offer him the certainty of fundamentalism I
learned as a child, that I could just pressure him into faith by
making him afraid of hell and the possibility that Jesus is coming
back at any moment. It would feel a lot more secure to hear my child
assert, “Jesus is the one true God” instead of “I want to become a
Buddhist.” Yet I know at it was these realities that nearly destroyed
my faith when I discovered there was a bigger world, and I won’t do
that to my son. If Jesus is indeed the Savior of the world, then he
is also the Savior of my children. I can teach them about him. I can
bring his Love into our home.